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"Zimal bachay, won't you come in?"
"No, I'm fine here. Just let me know when you're free. I'll wait here." She scrunched her eyes as the morning sun hit straight into those hazel orbs. She hadn't slept all night, she wasn't even sleepy still but too tired to be functioning well.
"You should come." Nano patted her cheeks slightly, asking her to come. She could visibly see the restlessness looming over her entire existence knowing the reason behind what caused it.
"I can't." She didn't wanna force her either so she let her stay.
Some random guy knocked on the mirror of her car, she slid down the window at that absurdity.
"You were on the call earlier, weren't you?" Why on earth was this face peeking through the window of her car as if a serial killer?
"Miss..?" He asked again, breaking the chain of her daunting thoughts this time.
"Zimal Ali." She hissed under her breath getting out of the freaking car.
"Yes, right. So Miss Zimal can i ask why you were getting all worked up at me as if i made him burn his lungs with those infinite packets of cigarettes and then his heart closed on him because of me?" What the??- Her heart exclaimed jumping up her throat.
"What do you me- what do you mean his heart closed?" She instantly knew in the back of her head who the man standing right in front of her was, but little did she care about it now? No.
"Oh, i mean it just got packed and he couldn't breathe and stuff.." The normalcy in his tone made her eyes pop out in astonishment.
"Couldn't breathe and stuff? Is that normal to you? How can you even talk about someone's health like that? Isn't he your friend Mr whatever you are? Show a little loyalty and if you can't then just act that you care, even though you don't which i clearly can see."
"I care and that's the reason I'm here. Before pointing your fingers at my loyalty for my friend throw a little glance at yourself please. I was the one who was there for him even though he wanted you, when he was literally on the verge of dying with that pain, not the physical but maybe some sort of emotional burden buried inside his chest he doesn't talk about. And I'm not saying all of this just to blab or put you down in any way, I would just really appreciate if you get a little considerate about that friend of yours who can literally go on the end of this world to protect you and the people attached to you."
"What did he do to protect me? And from what?"
"I'm his friend and trust me, I'm pretty loyal to him."
"I believe you're unloyal enough to spit it all out." She pushed him, wittily.
